Hey everyone, sorry for being MIA for a few weeks. I've been meaning to update this story but the one-shots I'm writing just never seem to be complete. I have the idea and everything but the words seem to be stuck in my head. Anyway, this is a short one-shot to tide you over a few days and I hope to post the next one soon.

This one-shot is a Dayley one and I know my plots are pretty similar but I can't help it because I love the whole 'rooftop-esque' scenes. I do really need ideas for more one-shots though so please please please send in your requests. I promise you I'll try to write them as soon as possible.

Right now, I have a one-week break for Hari Raya (Selamat Hari Raya to all my Muslim readers!), so I hope to be able to write more alongside doing my college assignments. Thank you so much for being patient with me and I hope you continue to stick with this story.I hope you guys enjoy this and don't forget to send in your prompts.

Third Person POV

"Hey Babe." Daniel, getting up from his seat, calls out to her as she steps into the clubhouse. As soon as she's in his reach, he wraps his arms around her, planting a quick kiss on her forehead.

It is then that a chilling realisation dawns on him. Pulling them apart, he glances at her slightly shaking form and shivers run up his spine. "Where have you been? Why are you so cold? Are you feeling ok? Do you need anything?"

Hayley just smiles at his concern, allowing him to take her cold hands and encompass them in his warm ones. As his warmth surrounds her, she squeezes his hands, firmly telling him she's fine, because she is. Ironically, she actually feels right as rain.

"I was just at my spot." She explains with a smile, still reeling in the calming and refreshing effects of her earlier endeavour. "I was enjoying the cool air between the storms."

Her eyes travel towards the window at the side of the clubhouse and she sets her gaze on the darkening sky outside, the grey storm clouds rolling about as lightning flashes and thunder roars. "It's a pleasant chill and if you close your eyes, you can feel like you're in a totally different world. Everything just disappears-"

"You went somewhere out in the open when it could possibly rain, in that?" The worried boyfriend cuts her off, asking her his burning question while eyeing the crop-top and shorts she's wearing in disdain. "You could catch a cold and fall sick. At least bring a jacket with you next time."

Hayley simply plants a kiss on his cheek, chuckling lightly at his understanding, or rather his lack thereof. "If I do that, I won't be able to feel the cool breeze against my skin. Then what would be the point of it?"

Daniel can only shake his head, not knowing what else to say, except... "You're still cold though. Let's get you warmed up."

Without a second thought, he scoops her up in his arms and takes her to her bed, tucking her in tightly before climbing in behind her on top of the blankets.

He holds her close, allowing his body heat to transfer to her as he runs his hands up and down her arms, trying to remove the numbness she feels from the cold. He breathes out soft puffs of warm air, warming her ears and face till they are no longer tinged pink.

She revels in the feeling of being in his arms, letting herself delve deeper into his embrace. Overtime, his gentle ministrations, the touch of his hands tracing unintelligible patterns on her arms, soothe her, and she soon finds herself falling asleep just as the rain begins to patter.

Feeling her breaths evening out against his chest, he tenderly pulls her sleeping frame closer to him, strokes her fair cheeks and places tiny kisses on the crown of her head. He then let's himself breathe in her sweet, strong and yet not overpowering, chocolatey scent.

'She smells like home.' He thinks just before he begins to feel himself being pulled towards the depths of slumber. "She is my home."

And this has been an AngelFanfics productions.